Chapter 927: The Battle for the Throne
At this point, the Grand Elder's tone became noticeably more excited. "At first, the matchmaking tournament was only supposed to be a small-scale event, held in Kali City. But for some reason, the scale expanded. After all, there's more than one Emperor position available! If someone marries a future Emperor, their chances of becoming an Emperor rise significantly. In the end, the event turned into a stage to showcase participants' power and value. Many eleventh-order powerhouses have announced their intent to participate.
"An Emperor seat is just far too tempting, and there isn't just one available but three. Practically every eleventh-order person on the continent is interested. This is the best opportunity in centuries. Anyone who can secure one of the positions will become one of the most powerful beings on the continent. Who wouldn't want a shot at that?
"Since the number of participants simply exploded, the Ancestral Court decided to move the tournament here. Actually, the Emperors of the Solstice Empire lobbied for it. It's not like demons and nymphs are prohibited from marrying each other, so we couldn't pass up this opportunity. Everyone hopes to seize one of the Emperor seats. And so, what began as a matchmaking event is now being announced as the 'Battle for the Throne.' Apparently, few care whether they actually marry a city lord or another. What the eleventh-order people really want is their own Emperor seat. If someone shows dominance in this competition, they may gain full support to ascend. Things are boiling over. More than a hundred contestants have already signed up, and all of them are top-tier eleventh-order powerhouses."
Tang San remained calm. "And what does this have to do with us?"
Before the Grand Elder could reply, a familiar voice rang out. "It actually has a lot to do with your clan, and with you specifically. If you want to become an Emperor, you'll need this kind of opportunity. I highly suggest that you consider joining."
Hearing the voice, Tang San quickly stood up and bowed. A figure had just appeared not far from him, none other than the Sunborne Nymph Emperor.
"I heard your cultivation ended, so I've come to check in. You've really got patience, I have to say. Over forty days in seclusion... That's quite something for someone who's not an Emperor," the Sunborne Nymph Emperor said with a smile.
Tang San replied wryly, "I don't even know how it happened, Your Majesty. Maybe I just felt too at ease here in the Ancestral Court. It made deep meditation come easily."
The Sunborne Nymph Emperor looked him over and nodded in approval. "Not bad, you've actually made progress again. Your Blue Gold Tree clan might not excel in combat, but when it comes to advancing in cultivation, you're certainly not falling behind anyone."
He then turned to the assembled elders. "You may all leave."
The elders simply bowed without a word and took their leave. They were naturally eager to find out what the discussion was about, but seeing how respectfully Tang San treated the Sunborne Nymph Emperor, they naturally understood their standing. Considering that their clan leader hadn't shown this level of deference even to the Soul Capturer Nymph Emperor, the Sunborne Nymph Emperor was clearly not someone that could be slighted.